Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

The best scene of my life is to meet you, and I can't hug you despite breathing in the same sky. If space-time identity and name are converted...

Do you remember when 3,000 pounds of water wrapped around my shirt and wiped your fingertips? Who are you drinking with when the pot has been warmed for a hundred years? When will you be able to watch the clouds roll with me?

Qingjia late '17, Didu. Snow.

The following day was the first day of the New Year. Despite the prosperity of the emperor, a number of shopkeepers had closed their doors early to guard their age. Only a few small stalls on the side of the road remained open to exchange points to earn a living.

Zhang Jin sold some wine, stepped on a deep, shallow foot of snow, grinned bitterly, the snow became tighter.

Along the way, people were in a hurry, but, whether it was a small tavern or a lively street for a sharp pub, they couldn't hear what a group of people were mumbling about, with horror on their faces, and their eyebrows piled up with excitement and curiosity.

Street, the Imperial List posted on the wall flies slightly in the snow.

God, it's gonna change. There is a man who will be slaughtered tomorrow at the mouth of the market.

If the executed person is a criminal traitor, forget it, it is a very special person.

Yi Shi Xuan.

The most beloved princess of the day, without the appearance of the city, is the evil of the evil kingdom.

After fifteen years of celebrating Jiangjia, she was immediately sealed high. After sixteen years of celebrating Jiangjia, her father's prime minister tried to tamper with the door and was chopped off. She was deposed as a palace, but soon regained her reputation and enjoyed the prosperity to this day. Three years ago, shortly after she entered the palace, the emperor reportedly even killed hundreds of people for her overnight, for unknown reasons.

The news came out of the shredded mouths of the palace men who had witnessed it, saying that the blood of the dead had wet the entire vulture palace that night. Awesome screaming makes people feel like they're in purgatory. The emperor embraced his woman, his eyes squinting and watching the many guards executed.

The bright red splashed over the women's embroidered shoes stockings, and the emperor half-down and wiped her with his own sleeves.

The punishment came in mysterious ways. Never gave death to the family of the Deep Palace, but only three feet of white rice and a glass of poison wine. The princess was subjected to such torture in front of the tens of millions of people, and she could only sigh the uncertainty of her heart.

Speaking of the charges, it was the elderly princess who escaped from the palace and then the enemy, in order to pay for the hatred that was beheaded that year.

Hip chopped, using the axe from the waist, put the upper body on the tongue oil plate, so that the blood could not bleed out, the sentenced person had to taste all the severe pain before he died.

Object hurts the class. Man is a strange animal, and when you are at height, they envy you, and when you are humbled, they watch the play.

The people of Didu are waiting to see this beauty tortured to death.

Zhang Jin laughed at himself. Should he be lucky? I can't believe I'm in this solitary confinement with the wicked princess. He was a prisoner at Imperial City Prison, and the new low-level difference made him, at this moment, was sent out to run off to buy wine and get rid of the cold.

Shot the snow buildup on his body, just walking in, but heard a dumb voice coming from inside.

“Brothers, who have the guts to go with me and have a good time with that beauty. ”